These Bruises

"Que sera, you'll never guess who I saw."
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I was loved. I was hurt. That was repeated when I left you. But there are two other people who I love. As a single mom with two little kids in California, my life got better. It was six years. Six years since I last saw you. Six years since those little talks. Now you can see that these bruises that I've been hiding for those six long years mean. (Second book in Little Talks duology)

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*WARNING! PG-13!*

"Charlie?" I ask in shock. "Why are you with him?" I point my head to Justin. I'd point my hand, but they're tied together.

"It's simple." Charlie answered. "The night you told me that you wanted a divorce, after everything, I traveled around the world. You just thought I'd be in Fresno because I worked there. I went to England and met someone who just got out of prison who's cellmate is looking for someone to talk to. I told him I'm willing to and he gave me the instructions on how to contact him. He only had limited time for technology but the prison was stupid enough to not know pig Latin. So Justin and I chatted. He was 24637, his prisoner number. We later found out that we were both associated with you in some way.

Justin then told me he was in prison after his plan failed and it associated with you. What was the plan you asked? He said he worked on a cruise ship with you and was really aroused with you. One night, he was at a club on the ship and saw you. So he found your glass of punch and spiked it up. Once he saw you getting all tipsy, he was going to take you back to his cabin and take your virginity. But a drunken Zayn grabbed you and you two left."

It was Justin that spiked my punch.

"Why the fuck would you do that?" I ask.

Justin let's out a laugh. "I've had this thing for you ever since I met you, but I just never showed it. I knew you were virgin for a long time. Katie, I knew she lost hers to her boyfriend during your junior prom. When you left with Zayn, I felt defeated. That was when I constructed my backup plan. I told Harry I wanted to talk to him about something when he got back from the day in England. I had the same outfit as him, but I bought a wig in England. We met and he was confused at why he was seeing two of him. That was when I shoved him into the closet, locked him in, went to your cabin as Harry, and had sex with you. So after that, I felt accomplished."

This dickhead has no idea. "You bastard! You didn't have sex with me! You raped me! I didn't want you to topple over me and even if you were Harry, I learned after a long time that he would never do that!"

Justin walked towards me, reached behind my head, grabbed a chunk of my hair and forcefully pulled my head back.

"It wasn't until that lover boy of yours Zayn told your mum on me. She called the cops and the next thing you know police interrupted my privacy time and arrested me! I was dragged off the ship and shoved into that car. You little bitch thought I was literally Harry until they found out that it wasn't Harry. I spent six years in prison for sexual abuse. I'm kind of surprised they let me go.

"When Charlie told me that he was once married to you, I was surprised. We contrived a plan to get back at you. And it worked well, because now we have you."

I spit in his face, causing Justin to stumble back. But forgetting Charlie was here he took the same spot where Justin was.

"You shouldn't have done that, sweetie."

I was about to spit but he covered my mouth.

"Oh, honey. If only you were smart enough to know this." He whispered I my ear. "Come on, you should know this. We had children together and they've known this their entire life."

Children.

They took me away from Louisa and Tristan! They will pay for this!

But what did they mean by "if only you were smart enough to know this"?

"What are you saying?" I ask scared.

Charlie walks away from me swiftly, "If you do something bad," he turns around at me, "we'll have to punish you."

Two big burly guys untied my hands and feet from the chair, but once that was done, I made a daring move to try and run. But of course, strength prevails.

They got me and tied my hand together, but in the front this time, and blindfolded me.

I was lead down a long hallway but didn't know where I was. I heard a door open and I was lead into what was hopefully a room. The door slammed behind me and I heard a lock clicked.

"Welcome to where you'll be staying for a while." I heard Justin say as my hands were untied, but the blindfold was left on. "Let's have a little fun, shall we?"

I was grabbed from behind as someone tried to pull my top off. I struggled but was unsuccessful and my tank top slid right off my body. Someone else grabbed my legs as another person unbuttoned my shorts. I kicked and kicked with all my might until I felt my shorts sliding down my legs and out from my feet. Then I realized I was only in my bra and underwear.

My hands were untied and I was picked up from behind. I was thrown onto what may seem like a mattress.

I then hear the voice of Justin whisper into my ear. "You shouldn't have spit in my face."

Then it happened again.

Justin just recreated the scene in my life that I wanted to leave behind forever.

Only worse.

For him, it's revenge.

For Charlie, it's vengeance.

For my family and friends, it's fear that I've been kidnapped.

For me, it's pain.

For I was raped for the third time in my life.

And for the next week,

10 more times added on.

 

Hey guys!! So happy Memorial Day weekend!! Hope everyone has a good weekend and a good Memorial Day. I'm marching in my town's memorial day parade on Monday so yay!! It's suppose to be a high of 80 degrees and I'm wearing jeans.

I called this chapter Nicotine because lately I've had the songs Nicotine by Panic! At The Disco and Don't Stop by 5 Seconds of Summer in my head.

That's all I really have today. So have a good day!!

 

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